He didn’t know how to explain what he was looking for, but the saleswoman had gotten a close enough idea. She’d asked how old the lady was he was ...uying a gift for, and Stone got wary. He’d started to say she was twenty-five, but changed his mind in the middle and said twenty-nine. He couldn’t bring himself to say nineteen out loud. The saleswoman looked like she wanted to laugh and Stone felt his face burn red.He finally chose what he chose only because it was more expensive than the others.. “I’m sorry, that was so cruel of me wasn’t it?” I don’t reply but my eyes are full of need. “I really should make you cum, shouldn’t I?” “Please..” I say each word slowly and clearly. I’m almost crying, my voice loaded with frustration “Please… make… me… cum.” “OK,” you sing. “I know, I’ll give you one of my specials!” “What’s that?” Right now just your hand would be great – just my hand – Anything to relieve this need! “I bet you’ve been dreaming about my mouth ever since you met me.” You open. “What are you up to?”“Nothing much, just hanging around the house. I might see what Bobbi’s up to later and go out, but I’m not sure. Hey, I was wondering,” as if the thought just occurred to her, “should I still call you Mr. Evans, or can I call you Mark now?”“You can call me whatever, or whenever, you like,” he responded, nonchalantly.“Ok, then. Mark.” Then she giggled. “That feels weird to say; it’ll take some getting used to. I might still just call you Mr. Evans.”“Suit yourself. I’m. ..”She made a sound that was not really any word. She was striding over his legs. His hand got in between her thighs. “oh...so wet you are, Bai Jie..”She had to put her hand on his shoulder, for support. His finger were investigation her pussy now and she was very wet. The situation, drinking alcohol before lunch, it all had an effect on her. She moaned. Two fingers slowly went up into her. “You will make a lot more, if you worked for us...”“I..see...how much..?” she asked, her voice trembling.